Memorial Day Lament, 2008
An Illusive Freedom - A Memorial Day Lament Four thousand US troops, plus some, Each died in his or her own way. For each, it was just another day, Waking up to heat and sand. It was Iraq, could be Iran; Then again, Afghanistan. For each, it was just one more day, The way they knew to get their pay. Some driven by desire to serve; Some, indifferent, needing a meal, And rescue from the city street, Not knowing they, their end would meet. Four thousand with a mom somewhere; Some never knew their... Sign in to see full entry.